"Before me sits a young woman. I cut off her hair, thick and beautiful, and she grasps my hand and begs me to remember that I too am a Jew. She knows that she is lost. 'But remember,' she says, 'you see what is being done to us. That's why my wish for you is that you will survive and take revenge for our innocent blood, which will never rest'." Written in Yiddish in 1945 but only published posthumously in 2011, this blistering memoir by a Polish Jew named Chil Rajchman is a starkly factual, often present-tense documentation of Treblinka, a Nazi death camp whose only surviving witnesses were the few dozen who escaped in a breakout on October 19, 1943.